Day Job

<br>Four days left in the week<br><br>And already I looked ahead<br><br>Im tired, so anxious<br><br>Dazed, confused, and seeing red<br><br><br><br>Sometimes the day seem so long<br><br>I wish my boss hadnt taken my bong<br><br>Sometimes the days seem long.. so long<br><br><br><br>I stare at the clock<br><br>It doesnt move, no not all<br><br>The work day is so long<br><br>Like a night of insomnia<br><br><br><br>Sometimes the day seem so long<br><br>I wish my boss hadnt taken my bong<br><br>Sometimes the days seem long.. so long<br><br><br><br>So I shut my eyes and fantasize<br><br>About anything that ll come to mind<br><br>To more perverse the better<br><br>I shut my eyes and fantasize about all the<br><br>Really horrendous things I could be doing<br><br>I shut my eyes and fantasize -<br><br>There better be more than this<br><br>Is this a really bad joke<br><br>I could be out right now doing all the really<br><br>Horrendous things Ive been imagining<br><br>It couldnt possibly be so boring<br><br><br><br>Friday, only one more day<br><br>To endure this tendiousness<br><br>The clock wont move at all<br><br>So I wat and I wait<br><br><br><br>Sometimes the days seem so long<br><br>I wish my boss hadnt taken my bong<br><br>Sometimes the days seem long.. so long<br><br><br><br>So I shut my eyes and fantasize about<br><br>Anything that ll come to mind<br><br>The more perverse the better<br><br>I shut my eyes and fantasize<br><br>About all the horrendous things I could be doing<br><br>It couldnt possibly be so boring